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I'm not sure why I've had this love/hate thing going on with LJ recently.

A while ago, I moved most of the crap that I follow via RSS (lolcats, GraphJam, comics, etc) to Google Reader, which I love--it'll archive everything until I FEEL like reading it, and will keep track of what I have and haven't read and is just altogether much better for someone as OCD as I am. (Also, I can pick and choose what to read--if I want to look at lolcats and don't have it in me to see what they're mocking on Pundit Kitchen, or want to only read about sucky/funny customers but don't feel like seeing what offbeat brides are up to, I have that option.) There's about two more RSS feeds that I can and probably will move soon.

Theoretically, only having actual posts by actual people on LJ (and therefore having much less to read even if I don't check it every day) was supposed to make it easier to do. But no.

I just joined a new (and apparently quite active) community on here, of Animorphs fans, with a weekly reread, and I think that'll poke me to get over here more often.

But the thing of it is, even if I do get better about reading what everyone else is up to (and please, if there's anything I should know about/read do tell me/link me; if I didn't comment on something major it's a safe bet I've missed it), I don't really know what to post anymore. I feel like my Facebook status updates cover everything worth sharing, lol.

I'm using Twitter to update Facebook now, since Facebook doesn't support my new cell provider and Twitter does. However, if I'm at the computer I'll also update Facebook that way, so if you only follow my Twitter you're going to miss updates. And I don't ever actually go to Twitter. I could have fifty kajillion comments over there for all I know. People I don't know are following me and I have no idea why. I just don't really "get" the concept of Twitter as a social networking sort of thing; it's basically Facebook or even MySpace stripped down to nothing but status updates, and I don't see what Facebook was doing so terribly. (MySpace got a lot less interesting once it started trying to be Facebook, lol. I do wish you could customize your layout and such on Facebook, but at the same time it's nice because you don't have to see what kind of juvenile crap people will put on their pages given the opportunity. Your background is a bleeding heart with a knife in it, really? YOU'RE FOURTEEN. STFU.)

People keep asking me what I (and Cody) do all the time now that we're married. IDK. People seem to think that I magically have all this time to work on my creative outlets, but honestly, I barely have time to read. (I guess one could argue that I should spend less time on the internets, but usually, I'm doing something else while I'm doing that.) Part of it is not knowing where to start; I want to write AND draw, and I know I ought to start with finishing a chapter for my story with Michele, but I also kind of feel like I'm out of the groove and should write something less likely to be read by other people, lol, just in case it sucks.

Not to mention, I did finally clean out the Room 'o Doom, and Cody has his office/workspace/he hasn't really decided what to call it, but now there's like ten boxes in my office that need to be better stored/organized. And I don't really have the furniture or space to do it right.

Also, I'm toying with the idea of chopping some bangs into my hair, but I'm hesitant. I'm afraid I'll look like I did when I was 14, I'm afraid that the real reason I want to do it at all is that I can't dye my hair purple at my job, I'm afraid I'll burn myself when I try to flatiron them. Also, a woman I follow on YouTube just took the plunge and while it looks awesome on her I 'm kind of afraid of being accused of being a copycat, even though I had the idea before I saw hers. (I realize how silly this last one is, yes.) I'm irritated about the job thing, because it's due to the dress code. Most of the office wears jeans and t-shirts on a daily basis in direct violation of the written dress code, and me, who wears jeans maybe twice a week and generally dresses very well, can't color my hair a crazy color because it's "unprofessional." Nor can I wear a hat. I REALIZE THAT A BASEBALL CAP WOULD BE TACKY AND UNPROFESSIONAL BUT DAMMIT I JUST WANNA WEAR A CLASSY LITTLE BERET ON MY BAD HAIR DAYS GRAAAH GRR DIE. Okay I'm better now.

Speaking of Altering One's Appearance, I'm way more into makeup than I used to be (meaning I actually bother to put it on as often as not, and like learning new tricks, and makeup now qualifies as An Interest of Mine). I follow panacea81 and xsparkage on YouTube, and kinda want to try my hand at making makeup videos. The holdbacks there: editing is time-consuming, I'm not sure I could do anything as awesome as the people already doing it do, and I'm kind of afraid of comments to the effect of "fat cows shouldn't wear makeup u tard!" Yey trolls. At the same time, when I mentioned it on the Offbeat Bride forums, I got a lot of positive feedback (plz plz plz show me how to do X!). So if I went back and posted there I'd have some automatic followers.

IDK. I guess I'm just going through an unproductive phase. Maybe I should go back to school...nothing makes one as creative as having a paper to procrastinate on. Lol. Actually Cody and I are batting that idea around, too, though honestly he'd probably go first (no way we could BOTH go back right now). Since we're married, OUR incomes are the only ones that would count for anything on a FAFSA, unlike before when our parents would factor in.

Another thing we're talking about/halfassedly working towards is getting a house. The rent got jacked up when Cody moved in here and basically every time we pay the rent we get this feeling of "dammit, there's money we'll never see again. WASTE!" I think I'd be okay in a condo sort of situation (still more or less an apartment and still having a maintenance guy take care of all outdoor chores etc) but Cody wants a house and I don't strictly NOT want a house. He's promised to take care of, or pay someone to take care of, the yard work, which I don't want to mess with. (If I was in a house alone I'd be the crazy lady with the knee-high grass...) So we're saving. We're poking at real estate listings. But we haven't taken the concrete step of trying to get a loan. IDK. It's going to be a while before we move, lol.

I had more to say than I thought.
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**previously typed**

Cody, Nico, Liz and I went out for Chinese this afternoon before I had to leave for work. My fortune said "Your fortune is on its way!" I shit you not. I was disappointed, first because my fortune was so crappy, and then because it wasn't a real fortune. Unless of course it means my FINANCIAL fortune is on its way...I might be okay with that. =)

Cody's fortune was "Leaders are readers." Nico grabbed them both from us and switched them. XD

A couple of weeks ago I got one that said "A way out of a financial mess is discovered as if by magic!" And now I have a IDK. I was hoping to win the lottery, lol. Not that I'm complaining about getting paid to sit around and read books all night.

My favorite one of all time is taped to my other laptop (which reminds me, I still need to take/post pics of THIS one in all its awesome customized glory--lol as I was typing that one of the nurses was like "OMG, cool!"). It says: "Opportunity is knocking--answer it tomorrow." XD

The best story ever from a fortune cookie, though, has got to be one from the other week. Cody and I were debating over dinner. We were thinking Taco Bell but were hemming and hawing, I asked him if he'd rather have something else and he said yes, but I wouldn't go with him. It came out that what he REALLY wanted was Chinese, so we decided to get him Chinese takeout and me Taco Bell and go home and eat them together. He gave me the fortune cookie, and the fortune was "A lifetime of happiness lies ahead of you." I melted right into the couch. =)

I want to say a bit about my book collection. I've been posting a lot of status updates stating what I'm reading, and those of you who chat books with me, or have given or loaned me a book, or recommended a book to me might be interested to know.

Is long. )
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As I sit here, filling out a .PDF job application online, preparing to print off a copy, I suddenly remember my father telling me that I should learn to type on a typewriter, not hte computer, because the one thing I would never be able to do on a computer is fill out a form.

That being said, I was given an electric typewriter and a typing course from the 60's, got really enthusiastic for literally one day, then returned to hunting-and-pecking, trying to write stories on the computer, and now type faster than most people I know. The electric typewriter is collecting dust somewhere in my parent's house, or possibly it was sold without my knowledge. Or maybe my mom is using it. I don't really know. (I'm 98% that the typing books are still in the basement.)

But lol.
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LJ is loading hella slow on the computers here at Cody's school (he's taking his Accounting final now, and we're going out to visit his grandparents after he's done, which could be any minute now, lol), so hopefully this goes through.

I think it's kind of hilarious that while he's taking his Accounting final (his least favorite class by far), this pops up on GraphJam:

song chart memes
more music charts


And, because I am the bored and have checked up on everything I dare check on a public computer (DA? Not so much), here is a quiz ganked from [ profile] tyrel_roo's Facebook:

movie quizzy
1. Name a movie that you have seen more than 10 times: There's a lot, but...IDK. Return of the King.
2. Name a movie that you've seen multiple times in a theatre: I'm lucky to see them once in theaters.
3. Name an actor that would make you more inclined to see a movie: If there's someone from Lord of the Rings in it, or possibly from Lost, it will usually up my curiosity at least. Other than that, Breckin Meyer or William H. Macy.
4. Name an actor that would make you less likely to see a movie: Any of these Disney Channel teenyboppers. (I do want to see Hairspray, but that's about it.)
5. Name a movie that you can quote from: Lol, I'm constantly referencing movies/TV. The Princess Bride, just to name something.
6. Name a movie musical that you know all the lyrics to all the songs: Hmm. Getting close with Phantom of the Opera and Rent, but I suppose the only one I could do beginning to end would be Beauty and the Beast. (Yes, the Disney version.) I wore that tape out, I think. Lol.
7. Name a movie that you have been known to sing along with: Josie and the Pussycats.
8. Name a movie that you would recommend everyone see: Hmm. K-PAX. It makes you think. And yay Kevin Spacey. (Also, A.I.: Artificial Intelligence, because it's one of two movies that's actually made me cry. I NEVER cry over movies.)
9. Name a movie that you own: I have like a hundred DVDs. IDK. Failure to Launch, lol.
10. Name an actor that launched his/her entertainment career in another medium but who has surprised you with his/her acting chops: Hmm. Usually I'm more impressed the other way around, when an actor can sing. (Lindsay Lohan is among my "guilty pleasure" music.) I can't even think of any singers I like to see acting. Mandy Moore's okay, I guess, but I much prefer her music to her movies.
11. Have you ever seen a movie in a drive-in? Lol no. I'd go, though.
12. Ever made out in a movie? Haven't been to a movie since I've had Cody. So no. I WANT to though.
13. Name a movie that you keep meaning to see but just haven't gotten around to it: This list is longer than this quiz. Gone With the Wind comes to mind.
14. Ever walked out of a movie? If I'm not at least 75% sure I'm going to love it, I won't pay the money to go see it. So no.
15. Name a movie that made you cry in the theatre: Lord of the Rings: Return of the King. (That's the OTHER movie that got tears from me, and the only one where I cried in the theater--I didn't see A.I. until several years after the fact.
16. Popcorn? No, thanks.
17. How often do you go to the movies? Lol. I think four times a year would be a fair guess at my average. Usually it's over something like a Harry Potter or Narnia. Again, I won't spend the money unless I REALLY want to see it. (This year I think I've been to the movies a bit more; I know Sam and I went twice and then there was SatC and Narnia...and isn't there a Harry Potter this Christmas? Or is it next summer?)
18. What's the last movie you saw in the theater? I THINK it was Sex and the City. It's been a while.
19. What is your favorite/preferred genre of movie? Hmm. Fantasy, sci fi, rom-coms...IDK.
20. What was the first movie you remember seeing in the theater? The Ring. (No, I'm not kidding.)
21. What movie(s) has/have changed your life? Hmm. IDK. Fellowship of the Ring Extended Edition was pretty epic, if for nothing else because it got me to switch to DVD, lol. And then Kate and Leopold greatly influenced D2D. I think The Last Unicorn was influential, too, but in ways I can't pin down with words.

You Look Like a Sagittarius

It's likely that you have bright, sparkling, intelligent eyes.

Your eyes are the first thing that people notice about you.

You are probably quite tall and athletic.

You are the type of person who looks young for a long time but then seems to age overnight.

Like most Sagittarius people, you are probably very honest and comfortable with yourself.

It's almost certain you've lived a pretty wild life, but you have no regrets.

Redheads DO have that suddenly-old thing going on; we tend to go grey very quickly.

Hmm, I clicked "athletic build" because that's a polite way of saying "no chest," so I went back and unchecked it and got this:

You Look Like a Scorpio

It's likely you look very dramatic and perhaps even exotic.

You have very intense (and sometimes haunting) eyes.

You are neither thin nor fat. You have a strong build.

You tend to gain weight easily, but you usually just put on muscle.

Like most Scorpio people, you are passionate... probably to a fault.

You are stubborn, jealous, protective, and very emotional.

I am too fat. =P

You Should Fly on a Trapeze

Some people may call you a daredevil. Others would call you an adrenaline junkie.

But for you, it's not about the risk - it's all about the reward.

You crave freedom. And flying on a trapeze is the closest you'll get to that freedom.

The rush of doing something humans weren't born to do is amazing. And you're willing to put your life in danger to experience it.


He gets it!

May. 8th, 2007 04:30 am
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BTW: Called Uncle Jimmy on Friday to thank him and got the answering machine. Talked to him Saturday while I was doing laundry, and he said that as part of this gift, he wanted me to consider going back to school, he didn't want me to look back and regret not going, all that jazz.

And just as I was sighing to myself and thinking how tired I was of hearing it, he said: "Or you could work on writing your book. I made sure they had the latest edition of Microsoft Word in there for you." And he said that you never knew, I could be the next J.K. Rowling and be an overnight success and all. And my heart just got warm all over. At last someone who realizes that there are other alternatives to that which my parents wanted for me! He basically said he didn't care what I did with my life, but just please do SOMETHING.

And that I can deal with.
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Esme Marie Feltmate
January 27, 2007 8:56 AM (Atlantic time)
7 pounds, no ounces


Katchan, really--I NEEEEEED pictures! OMG OMG OMG!!!

And in other news, sorta... )

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So I passed the Smellville-Scummit Yellville-Summit school today, and the lot was full of cars. Damn, children are present again, I shall have to watch my speed a bit more closely through there.

And then I got here to ASU and the parking lots were full--not just "Monday morning block class" full, but actually "OMG-where-the-heck-am-I-supposed-to-park?" full.

Yes, that's right, it's back-to-school time for a lot of people. (Which reminds me, I need to see if I can get Wigz to grab me a parking permit. Mwahaha.) It'll be interesting to see who works when now at Taco Bell, who's moving to days and who has to work nights and then go home and do homework. (That really sucks, I assure you!)

But I'm not among the crowds this year. I graduated, baby, and I think after fifteen straight years of schooling I deserve the time that I'm taking off--whether it be one year, or two, or ten.

I'm not going out to "find myself," I already know who I am--I just want time to enjoy being me. Get some other goals (okay, two) accomplished, make some art (Online? On canvas? On paper? Who knows?), and be relatively broke and bohemian and truly happy for a while.

Because, quite honestly, I can't say I've been really honestly completely happy at home for about seven years now. (I've had good times, but that's not the same thing.)

So I am saving money and getting things together (actually cutting back at the Steak House, three lunch shifts a week, since Taco Bell is almost certainly going to give me a dollar raise within a few weeks), and Nico and I are moving into an apartment, where I will have room to set up an easel and paint for the first time in roughly a year-and-half. And have a five-minute drive to work. And get in at dawn and not get yelled at.

And my parents are probably never going to forigve me, but I've moved beyond needing their approval. If they want me to remain unhappy then clearly my best interests are no longer their focus. I'm not the child that can be bribed into silence anymore. Damn it all, Harry Potter is good literature and I shouldn't have to be ashamed to say that!

So I'm making this move (pun not intended), and let the chips fall where they may. I dare say that six months after I move, when Mom realizes that I'm happier, healthier (between all the walks we'll take and the possibility of actually biking to work in good weather and having to live off what I can cook for myself, lol, I'm bound to lose even more weight), more involved in a church (I'll actually be able to get enough sleep to GO more often), she'll still say I'm wrong, but screw that. She can't see the forest for the trees.

I realized something the other day--I used to hear people talking about a person "using religion as a crutch." And I thought that that was all wrong--religion, by its definition, is there to help people find solace and cope with hard times. Nonbelievers may not get this (and that's fine), but sometimes it really does make you feel better if you pray, and a church family will help you through hard times like no one else can.

But what my mother is doing--insisting that I must be possessed by a demon to avoid admitting the truth to herself--THAT is using religion as a crutch.

And I have absolutely no respect for that. I can't.

And to keep you all from being totally depressed, a video clip of a Johnny Depp/Jack Sparrow impersonator, discovered by Dutch Angua of DLBE:
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(This was written last Tuesday night at home after work.)

Amazing the stuff I forget, sometimes.

This morning, or rather, early this afternoon, as I was leaving the house, I found mail for me. Credit card offer, meaningless CAAP scores (and even if they weren't meaningless it wouldn't matter, I scored higher than 98% of my fellow test-takers, and 99% of people nationwide on just about all but math--and even there I did better than half by just guessing...and I am in drama queen mode today, it seems), which I didn't even bother opening until tonight. But I DID open the Priority Mail package from the U.S. Department of Official Mail in New Orleans. (WTF? I thought that there was, like, nothing in New Orleans, much less a functioning Post Office. But whatever.)


Time to buy tickets and start packing!! OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!

*does the passport dance*


(And this on Thrusday night)

Lost has ben fan-flippin'-tastic the last two weeks--Hobbity, you REALLY picked the wrong time to quit watching. First Michael goes nuts, they find another hatch, and then this week THERE WERE TWO CC MOMENTS. Oh, and the flashbacks of what happened while Micheal was gone. XD

I've now seen all four HP movies; I think Prisoner of Azkaban may be my favorite thus far, but I really need to watch it and Goblet of Fire a few more times before I say definitively--I've seen PoA twice and GoF once.

Azkaban is a word that's fun to say.

The TV gods have smiled on me. Last week, there was a special called "Keith Barry: Extraordinary"--a magic show. He did the new trend of performing tricks for celebrities, and one of said celebs was Elijah Wood (thankfully, pre-shaved-head!). He did this trick kind of like the cups and balls, only instead of a ball under the cup, it was a metal spike, and Elijah had to guess which cup it was under, and he tested Elijah's guess by slamming their hands down on the cup (ie, if Elijah had been wrong, he would have gotten spiked!!). Of course no bloodiness ensued even though they mixed the cups three different times, but the looks on Elijah's face--OMG. Shelly, Hobbity--DOWNLOAD.

Then later that same evening, Dominic and JJ were on Jimmy Kimmel. (JJ "guest-directed" and kept popping up from backstage, wearing a headset.) If I was going to start addictively watching a late-night TV talk show, Kimmel would be it. He cracks me up. At any rate, there was much joking about M:I:3 (ridiculous to have two colons in an abbreviation, but whatever) and how JJ was ignoring Dom to hang with his new pal Tom, (Dom had pics of what he was doing in his free time that included having a tea party with stuffed animals XD) and "Gordon Fisherman" was in the audience, and--well, a LOT of stuff that you just plain wouldn't laugh at unless you were an addicted Lost fan. Again--Shelly, Hobbity, this one is a MUST-have.

Graduation was boring. Really. Jacqui showed up, though, and came to my party. Yay! My "party" was my family sitting around eating ice-cream cake, nothing really happened.

The student speaker at graduation mentioned that there's a sign as you're leaving the campus buildings that says "you can go anywhere from here." She'd been blathering about what a nice community Mountain Home is, and she was all, "Why would anyone want to leave?" Later that evening, Jacqui was all, "Why would anyone want to STAY?" XD Highlight of that day.

The worst bit is that someone gave the camera to Dad, who managed to take an ENTIRE ROLL OF FILM and yet did not get so much as ONE picture of me that DOES NOT LOOK LIKE CRAP. I mean, I know I'm not photogenic by ANY stretch of the imagination, but really, out of an ENTIRE ROLL OF FILM I thought I'd get one pic of myself in my cap and gown that was at least PRESENTABLE. So, sorry guys, but I'm NOT sharing any of the pics. I plan to get professional pics taken anyway (ooh, possibly in St. Louis, since I think my sister gets a family discount), so you can see THOSE. And I might post a pic of my cake, since it was all purple and sparkly. XD

I GOT BALLOONS FOR GRADUATION! YAY! The two mylars are still floating!


This morning as I was getting ready to leave, I sat down with my breakfast (if it still counts as such when it's closing in on noon) and turned on the TV, thinking I'd watch something like Full House or Family Matters, whatever happened to be on, and stumbled across an episode of Mister Roger's Neighborhood. And...I watched it.

I have to confess, I watched it as a kid since before I can remember up until I was way too old *coughtwelvecough*. I couldn't really pin it down then, but I think I figured it out today--he reminds me of my two grandfathers. And, really, what would you rather spend your time with--your grandpa, who adores you and loves to be around you, or a loud, annoying barrage of random facts? (Which, if you think about it, is what most kids' shows are now.) Would you rather feel special, or pressured to learn?

Plus the stuff like the videos of factories ("How Harmonicas Are Made") were cool, and the make-believe stuff was how I played as a kid. I would build houses out of blocks, and then take all the little figurines and action figures I had (McDonald's toys and cereal box prizes, mostly) and make up stories about them. ^_^ Ahh, childhood.

I wonder where the actors from that show are now. I mean, I know Mister Rogers did, like, almost all the puppets, but, like, Mr. McFeely and Lady Aberlin and everyone. Hmm.

Yeah. I'm always going to have a soft spot for Mister Rogers. I got more teary when he died than when Mother Theresa died. Why can't kids' shows be more like that anymore? Poor children today, once they get too old for their shows they're ashamed to admit they watched them. (Really, what 6-year-old is going to admit five years later that they enjoyed Dora? Or Caillou? Or *shudder* Bear in the Big Blue House? Or any of them?)

Anyway. I need sleep. I have to get up at 9:30 to be at work. And if in the next few days you read about the manager of Mtn. Home Taco Bell being found shot dead in his bed, IT WASN'T ME.

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Love to the flist--there's like, at least three dramas going on. I <3 you all.

I'm at the public library, and according to the timer I have 19 Mins Left. I think I'll go grab lunch before heading to work, and then read some GoF if there's any time left.

I must say that my favorite HP characters are the Weasley twins and Sirius Black. OMG. I'm in deep enough to have favorite characters. Somebody help me.

Notes to self: Lost, the 2 HP movies I've seen and the books I'm reading, Lijah on the magic show, JJ on Jimmy Kimmel, and graduation.
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(Who wants to bet me that there's roughly a million LJ entries with that title right about now?)

Went through graduation rehearsal. It was hot, sweaty, boring, and thanks to alphabetical order I'm next to this fat dude and have to lean over the other way. I imagine that when the real thing happens, when all the speakers actually speak and we don't rush through the names, I'll have a backache at the end of the night.

I hope it rains and we get moved to the church building, because it is just too damn hot to do this outside, 7 PM or no. (Even if the sun was down and it was dark outside, it's so humid it really won't matter. The only time of day that's cool right now is pre-sunrise.) And on the actual night it'll be worse because I'll be in the damn gown that's hotter than hell even IN the AC. We got a little notice telling us to "wear proper attire." ("Commencement is a serious event...blah blah blah") Screw that. I'm wearing my skanky, practically see-through PJ's under my gown and I'll CHANGE afterwards. (I think, really, that they just don't want us wearing flip-flops, since shoes are the only bit of your outfit that show.) Or maybe I'll just go commando. (No. Not really. Stop imagining it.)

Damn. I'll have to shave my legs for this, won't I?

Robert and I had lunch afterwards, and I think I got him in trouble by making him late. I hope not. *meep!*

Since it seems no one else is having a party *coughrobertcough*, I may have cake-and-punch (ice cream cake, spammit!) at the house afterward. It won't be exactly what I would think of as a good time, but it's an excuse to have an ice cream cake. ^_^

On the bright side, they actually said my name right. (Which is good, because at the academic awards my certificate said to Sarah Shrable. Could they have gotten it MORE wrong? Which reminds me, I need to get that fixed!)

In Elijah news... My God, no, not again! Didn't he learn his lesson the FIRST time? I hope it's not true. *headdesk*

I'm heading home to take a nap before the new Lost, which, according to, is about...damn. Ana Lucia. Well, at least maybe we'll see something about the father of her child. (Which, admittedly, is pretty much the only thing about her that's got me curious.)
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So yesterday sucked.

I showed up at the Honors Forum for our "final"--which we already turned in, we were just getting our papers back--and five of the others are heading off with their caps/gowns/etc., and Dr. Preis is all, "Don't you have your regalia?"

I just kind of blankly stare, trying to figure out what the hell she means by "regalia," and she goes on, "Didn't you get my email?"

By this time I've realized that apparently I was supposed to bring my cap/gown/etc. and I didn't have a clue, and the email question made me mad.

YOU people all know I don't have 'net at the house, and that I don't usually get to check up on things during the weekend. During the last two semesters I've had to apologize for this a lot--I've missed meetings and deadlines because of it. (Nothing huge or unforgivable.) But apparently this is an unforgivable sin in the world of academia. I finally quit giving out my email to teachers and classmates unless it's a requirement, because people depend on it.

At any rate, I made it very clear to Dr. Baird last semester that if it was time-sensitive information over the weekend, I needed to be CALLED, not e-mailed. And then Dr. Preis did this.

I kind of flipped out. "I have told you people over and over and over that I DO NOT GET TO CHECK MY EMAIL FRIDAY THROUGH SUNDAY! If you need me to do something on Monday, YOU HAVE TO CALL ME."

And Dr. Preis was all, "I didn't know that."

I just stared at Dr. Preis, "I've told Dr. Baird several times..."

"Well, I sent the email and I didn't know."

WTF? These two teachers (Baird and Preis) are supposed to be leading the smartest group of people in the school, and there's ZERO communication between them?

Argh. I was able to borrow all the "regalia" for a picture (the reason we needed it--and now I can look forward to having my face on a billboard, advertising the worst mistake of my life and SMILING, damnit, if that really comes about I might just find an alternate route to work) and it wasn't a huge deal, but it still really pissed me off. I go out of my way to make my circumstances known so that this kind of thing doesn't happen, and then I still get screwed.

F**k this school. I can't wait to graduate. I fully intend to come here and keep using the library (read: internet) long after I'm officially a student.

And then I showed up today at 10 thinking graduation rehearsal was going on, only to find out it's 10 TOMORROW, on the day I DON'T work, thereby ruining my plans of sleeping in and NOT spending gas money. I mean, I would have had to come in tonight for work, but if I'd had the right date--I swear I wrote today on the calendar--I would have slept in today, just stayed home until I had to be at work, and come online tomorrow.

I hate my life.

At any rate...good news!

SID is now completely up on FOS, and DID should start going up today or tomorrow. Yes, DID. It'll go up as soon as I send Michele chapter #1 of story 4, which I will probably write here at school today. Maybe not. I have a 300-word paper due today that I completely forgot about, but I'm not stressing--should take 30 minutes to do that and I have until 4:30 to do as I wish online. But I probably will write it.

Watched the first two HP movies the other night as I was cleaning my room, tonight I'll likely watch the third and actually pay attention as I've only seen it once. I bought the fourth book but I'm going to watch the movie first. That's my new theory--since the book is always better, and in all other matters I save the best for last when I can, from now on I think I'll watch the movie before reading the book.

And, best of all...Elijah got Punk'd. XD

Hobbity: Would you make me a nice, clear screencap of where he's sitting in the car with his hand to his mouth in shock, and another where he's swearing to the officer that he'll never do it again, and one where he's telling the crowd "You can all f*** off," please? I want to make some icons (and I can do all the ones I want to do if I have the pics). I'll share the results, of course! ^_^


Apr. 27th, 2006 03:29 pm
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Stuff happened. I'm tired. Working tonight. Whee. Not. Bye.


Apr. 26th, 2006 01:51 pm
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Had my first actual-test final. Two of my finals are just papers and I already turned one in. So all I have left is Physical Science (IF I decide to take it, I'm thinking I may not just because of the gas money!) and Philosophy.

I could scan something for my OC_Art table, but (since I've been meaning to do it anyway) I'd really like to reorganize my drawings (separate the LotR and D2D stuff from everything else) and then go through and find the prompts I've filled, as well as what I need to I think I'll head home early today, take a nap, and get that all done tonight.

I will be updating SID if I can get FOS to work. If not I'll probably email the pertinent info to Shelly so she can do it.
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ARGH! THE INTERNET ATE MY ENTRY! I shall have to retype it. What's with this "saved draft" thing???


Wednesday was a Lostless Wednesday (as is the coming one! Oh well, the next new ep will be my reward for surviving finals, I guess), so I met Nico for dinner (mmm, Chili's), and we went back to his place (he's back living with his old roommates). From there we walked down to the lake where we sat throwing rocks into the water skipping stones and talking. I made a lot of cracks about his enthusiasm for "exploring unspoiled nature" whilst leaving cigarette butts behind him. XD

Anyway. We were too lazy to walk all the way back (uphill all the way, thanks) so his roommate drove down and got us. Yay cellphones!

Then Thursday was the cast part for Great Gatsby. (If I didn't journal about that, it's because I didn't have a part, just ran the lights.) That was fun. I ended up sitting and talking with Megan, Deidre, and Dustin. Luke came and sat part of the time (he works at the place we had it, but he sat with us on his break) and when the crowd at his end of the table thinned out, Robert moved down. Deidre fixated on Dustin and he let her ask him a zillion random questions.

The thing that annoyed me, though...Dustin and I had Bio together last semester and Acting all this semester, and I've always thought he was cute, and now, now that all that's over, now that I'm likely to only see him once or twice again...NOW I find out how much we really have in common. *sigh*

Anyway. No point in dwelling on THAT. The other important thing that happened at the party was--and you are all sworn to secrecy--I had my first sip of alcohol.

It was a Schmirnoff's Twisted IV, watermelon-flavored. (Granted, it was a .5% alcohol wine cooler, which is less alcohol than NyQuil, so it probably doesn't really count, but I still feel really devious for having done it.) It was Megan's--she drank one, then half of another, and when she moved it away from her so she wouldn't keep sipping on it and make herself sick, it ended up in front of me, and when she noticed me looking at it, she encouraged me to try it. She told me it tasted like a watermelon Jolly Rancher, and given my love for those (and the fact that it WAS such a small amount of alcohol, and that I was with friends, and that I fully intended to be one of the last to leave and therefore had WAY more than enough time for it to disappear from my system before I was driving), I took one sip. One, mind you.

And the part that makes me feel really devious...I liked it.

It really did taste like a liquefied, carbonated watermelon Jolly Rancher, and it felt warm going down. Not entirely unpleasant.

Kat's been bugging me about trying alcohol when I'm in Canada (the legal age up there is only 19) and now I think I will. I mean, I've made it clear that I never, ever, ever want to experience a hangover, and I'm not going to drink just for the sake of drinking (if something tastes nasty, I will not feel the need to drink it anyway to prove anything or what-not), but I definitely think I would like to have one of those coolers all to myself.

At any rate...what else? Went over to Grandpa's on Saturday, ended up staying three hours. He got started telling me stories from his childhood and when he was dating Grandma. He met her when he was eight and never looked at another girl. AWW! Lucky.

Talked with Nickie, and I'll probably be going to her baby shower in June. Yay. Camp is this weekend and she's thinking of coming by and saying hi. I hope she does.

Why is it SO dark outside at four PM? That seems weird--it feels like seven or eight already!

OH! Nico's mom is wanting him to go back and visit Chicago for his sister's graduation, and he wants to take me and Wigz (another girl from work) and roadtrip up to Chicago in Laurien and show us both around. ^_^ I'm so for it. Now I just have to figure out what to tell Mom and Dad, and when to tell them...


Apr. 20th, 2006 04:06 pm
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To the people wondering why I'm spamming up their flists, I swear that this will be the last post today. Really. If I think of anything else I'll add it to this one. ^_-

Kat-chan ([profile] darkest_crocus) wrote me a story for my birthday, and she's been posting bits and pieces ever since my birthday. You can now read the whole thing here. READ IT. You know you want to. (And, Katchan, regarding what you mentioned on DA: I think it would be a WONDERFUL animated movie. Nor would it make a bad live-action movie, but it really doesn't seem as suited to that.)

I posted my first pic at OC_art100, the table for all of them can be found in the links box to the left. Yay me and HTML! I'm going to go through all the pics I've already drawn, see which ones are suited to which prompts, and spend time over the next few weeks and scan and post those. Whatever prompts are left (I'm thinking I'll only have about 25 out of 100 filled, lol) will go onto my D2D art list. (I have ideas more often than I have time to draw, and therefore keep a list of all the pics I want to draw eventually, lol.)

Had dinner with Nico and then went to his place last night, and walked down to the lake. He still hasn't managed to teach me to make a stone skip more than twice, lol. I can't even do that consistently. We found the remains of a dead deer, ew. All that was left was its head. Ick ick ick. Burned two more CD's (like I need them, my song count is approaching 3,000, if I would enter in all the CD's I haven't yet, it'd be around 2,950, and by the time I get done copying all the CD's I've borrowed it'll be higher yet!).

Nico, FYI: I do like Flogging Molly. I've heard Roller Coaster before, just didn't know who it was. And the title is NOT "Stop, Children, What's that Sound?" It's "For What It's Worth" by Buffalo Springfield. ^_- Yay Google.

The physical science class voted--unanimously--to scale up all the exams and scale down the final so that they're all the same weight, and so right now I have a 93.5 in the class and I don't have to take the final if I don't want to. If I do my grade MIGHT go up, if I don't it'll stay the same. In any case it won't go down. I probably will take it, though, just out of curiosity more than anything.

Tonight is the cast party for Acting/Theatre Practicum. Free pizza YAY!


Apr. 19th, 2006 02:42 pm
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OMG. It's really happening. OMG. OMG.

I just picked up my cap and gown and invitations (all free of charge, in a rare display of ASUMH properly using funds)! OMG!

I also made nearly $90 selling back some books from last semester (it's good to go on the first day of buybacks rather than the last!!) and one from this (I asked Dr. Dyer if we still needed the lab manual and we did not). I'll take them my science book and sociology book later, after those finals are over. I'm also going to post a notice that I have the study guide for the Fine Arts: Visual book for sale--the library will only buy back the set of two and the CD, they won't take them separately. I don't think they sell them separately, either, but I'm hoping someone who's borrowing the main text will be willing to shell out $5 so I don't have to keep it.


Have I said yet how GLAD I am that school's nearly over?


Apr. 11th, 2006 05:06 pm
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^_^ Click here and watch this guy get signatures to end women's suffrage. If you don't get it, don't ask me to explain it...and please, stop talking to me until you do. Really.

This is my best friend Kat's site. Go there or die. ^_- It's also been added to my links box at left. The best thing on there right now is Faerie Tale, which she has written for me as an ongoing birthday present. And she has pretty art for it too! I mean, look at this...

Click for full version--but if you steal this image, I will hunt you down.

Now, I have to finish writing a paper for Sociology. Grr.
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I've been awake since one AM. Before classes I was trying to get my powerpoint together for Philosophy.

I really hope I don't have to work tonight. I have a paper due tomorrow.

As it is, after my last class, I think I'll grab the sources I need for my paper (it's a 3-page bio, and double-spaced at that IIRC), head straight home and take a serious nap, and then write it tonight, skipping online entirely.

My head hurts.

I don't mind being on an off-kilter sleep schedule so long as it's the SAME off-kilter sleep schedule all the time. I don't like sleeping all day on the weekends and then having this sudden shift when Sunday night rolls around.


Apr. 7th, 2006 02:25 pm
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Your Theme Song is Beautiful Day by U2

"Sky falls, you feel like
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away"

You see the beauty in life, especially in ordinary everyday moments.
And if you're feeling down, even that seems a little beautiful too.

Today's not bad. Way too hot, IMHO. (It's somewhere in the sixties or seventies, FYI. XD)

I'm sitting in the deserted "student center" (read: carpeted cafeteria) and this is coming to you via the Honors laptop, which I have checked out for the weekend so as to create the perfect PowerPoint on Jainism for Philosophy class. (And find out if wireless internet would work at my house, bwahaha. Or, as Nico would put it, baja! XD And there's a possibility that I will take some pics of myself for various postings.)

At any rate, took the CAAP today, woo-freakin'-hoo. You're required to take it in your fourth semester but the score means NOTHING--you have to prove that you took it when you apply to other schools, but privacy laws or some other freaky loophole keep them from ever seeing your score and they can't require you to have a certain score. I decided that that being the case, I wouldn't even think about it, not study at all, or anything, just show up, do it, and forget it. So even though I had not a clue on the math part, I really don't care. I didn't worry at all even though I guessed on every question involving a sine/cosine/tangent, a logarithm, a matrix, or i. I find it quite amusing that I studied all that just last spring and have forgotten it ALL.

(And of course, I should point out that I totally could have ditched it and NOT gotten up at the ungodly hour of 7 AM, since I don't plan on going to college this fall ANYWAY, but me being the good little girl that I am *sigh* went and took it.)

Hobbity's in Italy. Lucky duck.

It's nearly three. If I log off now, I can have an hour's nap before I *shudder* close. 4-CL is my least favorite shift. I don't mind closing in and of itself, but I'd prefer to start later. Like, 8 or 9 to close would be GREAT.
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The tea went great, even though there was only coffee and no tea. *rolls eyes* And it's friggin' OVER. That's the best part. Stress OVER! XD

I slept nearly twelve hours last night. When Lost was over I called Shelly, then crawled into my bed thinking I'd doze for a few minutes and didn't wake until 5 AM. I got my outfit and stuff together for school and then crawled back in until I had to get up this morning.

This means that I will likely be up until around four tonight. XD More than likely I'll be finishing reading Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. (Woot!)

And speaking of Lost, that was great!

Spoiled! )

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